People are at the border, but they become the incarnation of the sun

He tried to imagine it, but the scene was unbearable to watch and he felt sick just thinking about it.

However, he guessed wrong, and was wrong in a very big way.

Se Lian's response made the expression on his face freeze instantly, and an inexplicable feeling of suffocation arose spontaneously.

"...Neither. The victim is the second generation Platinum Son."

"Oh...what?!!!"

Se Lian ignored his surprise and silently pushed something like a piece of paper over to him.

“This is a photo taken on the spot.”

This piece of paper is the so-called photograph, which was taken using the pyroxene camera invented by Serlian. It is not really a new thing.

The picture is very clear, at least reaching 4K, and the effect is very realistic, but the disadvantage is that it can not be stored for long and the picture will be lost in two days.

And what is shown in the photo is indeed a second-generation Platinum Son with a frog head.

She lay spread-eagle on the stone floor, looking hopeless, with a little bit of bull's milk on her lips.

The scene was so tragic that it was unbearable to look at.

Although the frog-headed boy couldn't show any expression, it was probably that the second generation Platinum Son had already collapsed inside.

But what he was more curious about was which fellow Taoist had such a ferocious taste that he even didn't let go of the second-generation Platinum Son!

Although such incidents were common in the border area, and had occurred one after another since the Golden Law was broken, he had never expected that they could attack the second-generation Platinum Son.

Even if it was the third brother, he wouldn't be so cruel, right?

"...Disciple, the perpetrators of this crime are those from outside the borderland, but I no longer know what to do. How do you think this matter should be handled?"

"...Let's kill it," Reinhardt replied expressionlessly. "If it's alive, it's a waste of air. If it's dead, it's a waste of land. It's better to kill it and chop it up to feed the crabs."

"...No." Se Lian shook his head and rejected his proposal. "Although the impact of the incident is very serious, it is not a crime punishable by death."

This is also what worries Se Lian the most.

Killing him directly is indeed too much and will have a bad impact, but if he is not killed, at most he will be imprisoned for a few days, and after being released he will commit crimes again.

At this moment, Se Lian is really like a superior, no longer choosing the most convenient method as before.

But the most important reason is that this property was given to Reinhardt by her, so naturally it must be handled with caution, and it doesn't matter if it's a little hard.

He noticed Se Lian's concerns and after thinking for a moment, he suggested again: "Then cut it off."

Even if the nature is disastrous, it can be cured permanently by cutting it off.

It's over once and for all, I'll never make this mistake again.

And for someone like this, there's no point in keeping that thing.

You said that even if you attacked a female Platinum Son, it would be understandable, but what about you attacking an ordinary person?

But to be honest, he really couldn't understand why the second-generation Platinum Son was attacked.

What's more, there are brothels and places to listen to music in towns.

It really made him realize the richness of species.

"...Hmm, turning the prisoners into eunuchs? That's a good idea. Let's do as you say, disciple."

Se Lian crossed her legs, gently pinched her chin to think, nodded in agreement, then picked up the pen beside her and wrote on the scroll.

As for why Teacher Se Lian knew the word eunuch?

The reason is simple. He once mentioned it during a casual chat.

But what he didn't expect was that Teacher Se Lian really remembered everything he had said in the past.

I'm really a little touched...

Looking at Teacher Se Lian who was busy working, a faint smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

"Okay, this matter is resolved."

Se Lian put down his pen, rolled up the scroll and put it aside. Someone would bring the scroll to the Haimo classroom tomorrow.

Then, Se Lian folded her hands and propped up her chin, looking at her beloved disciple with a beautiful smile, "Well, now it's time to talk about you, my disciple."

"Tell me, Master, how was your trip to the Round Table? Did Gideon O'Fnir and Two-Fingers give you any trouble?"

"How could that be? Sir Baizhi and I are old friends. We used to get along very well in the Royal City of Rodel. Ofnir didn't give me any trouble."

Reinhardt smiled and replied, "As for Two-Finger, although he was my enemy before, now... he is powerless to do anything to me."

At least this can be seen from the point of winning over.

Shuangzhi won't do anything to him openly, but he can only be on guard against him behind his back.

However, to be honest, Teacher Se Lian has changed a lot. The teacher who never asked about other things before now actually asks about him.

"Oh? Does that mean you've already got what you wanted, apprentice?"

"Yeah." He nodded. "I got it smoothly. It didn't take much effort."

"You are indeed my proudest disciple." Se Lian smiled with satisfaction, but then asked softly, "So, disciple, can you tell me where your clothes are now?"

Reinhardt: ?

After hearing what Se Lian said, he lowered his head and realized that he was still half-naked.

The strong muscles and smooth waistline are all exposed to the air, with only a pair of shorts as the last fig leaf on the body.

Like walking hormones.

But Reinhardt shrugged nonchalantly and said, "There's nothing I can do, Master. You know my laws... These clothes are simply too inflammable. A single application of the Law of the Sun would have turned them into this."

What's more, he felt quite comfortable, as if he was returning to the beauty of nature.

"..."

Se Lian didn't say anything, but just stared at him for a long time, which made him a little nervous.

"...Teacher, there's no need to look at me like that, right? I'm telling the truth."

“…”

Se Lian remained silent for a long moment, then sighed helplessly, "...I know you are telling the truth, but you are truly a foolish disciple."

Reinhardt: ???

He knew he was stupid, and that was right.

But this time, he expressed a little dissatisfaction, because it was not his fault that his clothes were burned!

As for wearing a cloak like Melina, he had thought about it, but to be honest, that kind of thing would be gone just like the previous clothes, once burned.

His reaction was naturally noticed by Se Lian, who then said slowly in a cold voice, "Disciple, have you ever considered using magic power from pyroxene to weave a piece of clothing?"

"?"

He once again asked, "Teacher, what do you mean? I don't quite understand."

"So, you truly are a foolish disciple. Master meant what he said literally." Se Lian explained, "Pyroxene magic is a kind of magic similar to creation, just like the Kalia Swift Sword in Kalia magic, which uses magic power to drive through pyroxene and condense into a sword."

"And you, my disciple, have already discovered that depending on how you control your magic power, the Kalia Swift Sword you use will also change and become more detailed."

"Some Kalia knights used this magic and even had the intricate emblem of the Kalia royal family condensed on their swords."

"Depending on the nature of the user's magic and the properties of the pyroxene, the pyroxene magic will naturally change accordingly."

"These are all things I taught you. Have you forgotten them?"

"Uh...."

After listening to Teacher Se Lian’s explanation, the expression on his face gradually froze.

Indeed, he had forgotten.

"But teacher, I understand what you said... but how can magic be so precise?"

In fact, it's not just Kalia's magic sword, the same is true for the magic power that falls from the sky.

The function of the pyroxene stone suit is to help the pyroxene magician concentrate.

But no matter how much you concentrate, you can't reach the level of condensing objects, right?

Besides, it’s not like he hasn’t tried to do this before. He tried it thousands of years ago.

During the Blood Dynasty, he imitated the old man Yamamoto's prison uniform to make a large flag.

It does look cool when you wear it in a fight, but if you wear it outside normally... leaving aside the question of whether it fits or not, you'll probably end up with a fire burning around you before you take a few steps.

No living creature could get close.

That temperature is no joke.

The same is true even for the magic crystal part condensed by his pyroxene weapon.

After all, it is still a little different from condensing real objects.

In response, Se Lian simply gave him a nice smile and said, "...Silly disciple, regarding this, I can only tell you that you can do it, but you need to study it on your own. I will not provide you with any help."

After saying that, Se Lian put down her legs, slowly stood up and walked out from the desk, her sharp high heels making a clicking sound as they stepped on the ground.

She stopped at the window and looked at the night view outside.

"...It's getting late, my foolish apprentice, go and get some rest."

"Also, if you have nothing to do tomorrow, then please go out for a walk with me. It's been a long time since we, the master and the disciple, have had a good stroll together."

180. Traveling Hand in Hand with Teacher (4.1K)

Early in the morning, in front of the college.

Amidst the noisy sounds coming from the street, the small breakfast shop seemed quiet and comfortable.

Reinhardt, who was pulled here early in the morning, was having breakfast here with his teacher Seren.

“…It’s so bitter.”

Reinhardt picked up the cup and took a sip, but his brows were twisted like a knot.

What on earth is this made of? It's so bitter.

And seeing that almost everyone around was drinking, it seemed to be very popular.

When did the people in the border area have such strange tastes?

Seeing his frown, Se Lian took a sip from the cup, then smiled nonchalantly, "How is it? This is made specifically for the coffee you mentioned. It's very popular in Menqian Town."

Coffee? This thing?

He looked at the cup in his hand with some surprise.

I can't say they are not similar at all, I can only say they are two completely different things.

Although the color of the soup is dark brown to black like coffee, and the aroma is also very mellow, it tastes completely different.

Pure coffee tastes not only bitter but also sour, with a hint of astringency in the sourness.

But this thing in my hand, which I don’t know what it’s made of, tastes like Chinese medicine, with all kinds of strange flavors intertwined together. It’s simply a castrated version of what Teacher Se Lian drank last night.

The most important thing is that this thing is ground into powder for brewing and extraction just like coffee, and in the cup in your hand, you can still see clearly visible powder at the bottom of the cup when you finish drinking it.

It is obvious that the extraction process is not up to standard, or it is not extracted at all. It should be directly crushed and then brewed and filtered.

It can be said that it is more like Japanese matcha than coffee.

But seeing the teacher's expectant expression like a little girl, he couldn't say those words.

I could only pinch my nose and take another sip, then forced a smile and said perfunctorily: "...Teacher, it tastes very good, it really is exactly like coffee."

"Well, since it tastes good, then I will bring you here to drink every day from now on."

"puff!"

Hearing this, he almost spit out the contents of his mouth.

Teacher, if I do something wrong, please tell me and I will definitely correct it.